Monday, April 11, 2011

A Childs Nightmare

The pure smooth plain of Sleep...
Soft, Soft plain..... Blue.... eternal...
Stretching peacefully.... forever....

Woom.....Woom.... no,no Somethings..... Somethings-
Woom.- Woom.....Woom-Woom......
Somethings out there.... on the Smooth plain, destroying-
Killing.... Woom-Woom.-
Journey toward the noise-
Click- Clack...... Woom-Woom...... Closer....
Woom-Woom.......
There-
Woom- Woom.....
Hovering over that plain-
Woom-Woom.....
Chewing, Ripping,  tearing, leaving-
Woom- Woom.......
a Red chard waste... in an ocean of-
click-clack....
Blue-
Woom- Woom.....
the little red.... Steam Shovel.....
Killing Scoop by Scoop.....
in a Sea of Blue..... destruction.


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